Lyrics Blood From A Stone - Hanne Hukkelberg

Blood From A Stone

I am calm
Mild and meek
I often do
Avoid to speak
But my mouth says
The words she likes
I play the game
She decides
«Never ask at all time
Keep it disguised
Let no one know»
Tell me, who gave you
These rules?
You never made no promise, boy
Inside I’m not
The way she thinks
She doesn’t know
About my salty drinks
But I won’t tell
It just never fits
I’d rather swell
Than ask for it
Far underneath
My belly screams
But a mouth curb
Allays, it seems
The circumstances
Dictatorship
I cannot change
Guess I deserve the whip